The comments on the makeover lessened but were replaced by long admiring glances by boys who had never before given her the time of day. After the sights he would have to twiddle his thumbs until the joints cracked. On this side was a razor with which a son had murdered his father; the blade notched, the haft crusted with blood: on that, a bar of iron, bent, and partly broken, with which a husband had beaten out his wife's brains. ” She trailed off as the smell hit her nose. The girl was flushed with excitement, bright-eyed, and braced for a struggle; her aunt had never seen her looking so fine or so pretty. "And the Marchioness is your daughter," added Thames.
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